My better half - A disguised poetry

I am smart and beautiful they say,  and he celebrates me not just for that.
I have not changed much, and that as his success he claims.
He knows my flaws, the very details of where I lack and yet,  honors me not any less.
He leaps forward at my every drawback.
He is not a gift wrapper,  but a neat lamination.
He has no surprises nor secrets.
He is simple with no complex
A closed book of riddle I am,  and he trusts me nevertheless.
A detached lone side I own and he equally respects all my shades.
Not just me,  he immensely cares my everybody.
And he loves me an inch more than I could ever love him back.
My better half he is and at times my better whole.
And each day with him, I am a better self!